Miranda gripped her phone as she still processed who Caroline woke up with. Andy Sachs.

One of her daughters had sex with Andréa.

The very idea made her livid. Bothered her greatly.

Andréa. Miranda knew, still wrote for that kitty liner newspaper. The NY Mirror as a columnist now. A popular columnist she read her column loyally that would certainly be put to a stop to from now on. Almost on speed dial to Sachs Editor. Andrea would be lucky by tonight to write ever again.

Stopping herself, no Miranda that wouldn't make you feel better, getting Sachs fired for waking up beside her daughter. No joblessness for Andrea wasn't enough.

No Sachs was going to see her this morning and regret this. Greatly. Hadn't seen Andrea since that day waving to her on the sidewalk. After Paris.

How dare she take advantage of Caroline, one of her Bobbseys? How dare Sachs be anywhere naked near her daughter? Only yesterday it was Oscar de la Renta Barbie dolls and Harry Potter books for her daughter.

Roy never drove Miranda this far downtown.

Miranda's chauffeur knew it was for Caroline. Again.

Mom hung up on her. Caroline knew her Mother would be here to eviscerate her one night stand soon.

Should just get going and cut Mom off.

Andy was a great date last night to her, paid that was a first and rare. Was charming and funny and very attractive and didn't seem to have any weird hang ups over dinner with her. Seemed really nice and was clean by her bathroom.

Caroline heard keys in the door.

Damn it, now she'd have to be all awkward with this Andy Sachs. Morning afters were so weird for Caroline, not that she slept around or anything. Just more than likely Andy would want to make breakfast for her and drag this out.

Thoughtful one night stands were the worse.

Car would just have to excuse herself to the bathroom and walk out the door. The message clear no pancakes or scrambled eggs for her.

Andy held her keys between her teeth and her shopping bag and a tray of coffee.

Brown eyes met blue. A pair of blue eyes, Andy knew well. ''Hi. Good Morning.''

Holding out a paper cup of Starbucks for her. Caroline sputtered out. ''Thanks.''

Shaking a bag. ''You mentioned these last night. Fat Elvis cupcakes.''

Caroline looked at Andy. ''Did I? Was I crying about my ex?''

''A little but I gave you tissues.''

''Sorry bad breakup.'' Car confessed.

''You told me.''

Caroline blushed must of bored Andy Sachs sick talking about her ex.

Ursula was correct, Andy was Ms Wonderful, and she was sensitive and thoughtful. The list just got better with her. A dream of a bridge girl.

It was a good thing she went to bed with someone like Andy Sachs, who Car could barely remember what her name was earlier. Andy here was pretty terrific for a first date.

Hope she didn't cry during sex.

Led to an amazing kitchen, Andy Sachs must know how to cook or write a food and wine column for whatever newspaper it was she wrote for, Car sat down on a stool as Andy put things down on the counter.

Fat Elvis cupcakes were breakup food for Car, opening the little brown bag of sugary treats, she shouldn't eat. Took a small bite of one. ''I don't do breakfast usually like this…with you and us last night. This is a first.'' Wiping her mouth from frosting.

Andy smiled at Caroline Priestly as she handed her a plate. ''Neither do I. Do breakfast.'' Andy opened a drawer for a napkin, handing one to Caroline. Having breakfast with someone hadn't happened for Andy in five years, it was nice to do this again. Usually Andy went out jogging or to work early.

''That's a rule.''

Andy seriously repeated this. ''A rule, well as I said last night I'm a bit rusty and at a disadvantage with all of this.''

Car grinned at Andy. ''No this is nice.'' Holding up the Fat Elvis cupcake. '' just not the norm. Next time after sex try avoiding whoever you wake up with. Less awkward.''

''Right got ya. I'll try but Caroline just so you know, we…we didn't sleep together last night.''

''Wait a minute we didn't…do it. You and I didn't have sex.''

Leaning on the counter across from Caroline open mouth, Andy shook her head, putting away a few things in the fridge, Andy got this morning.

''No we didn't. Call me old fashioned but I don't sleep with comatose.'' Andy also didn't have sex with a child of a woman she worked for and liked once. Liked a lot.

Car shrugged at that shared information. Her Mom was upset over nothing, she didn't sleep with Andy last night.

Caroline stared at the paintings in the loft. Each canvas was very sensual, this was a nice place this Andy Sachs had here.

''So Caroline, now that you know we didn't have sex, would you like to have platonic and in no way awkward bagels with me?''

''Sure. Oh Andy call me Car.''

Heard knocking increasing. Caroline got up to get it. Andy wasn't expecting anybody this early.

''That's my Mom.'' Car got up and crossed the loft to the door.

Andy blinked at Car. ''Your Mom. That's Miranda out there?'' Heard more knocking at her door.

Car nodded. ''Mom called me this morning. I told her I was here, she worries. Thinks I'm ten.''

Andy stopped her door from being unlocked. ''You didn't tell her we…that you…that I'm…I was your date last night.''

''Andy I did.'' Andy groaned out. '' Do you know her?'' Caroline asked.

''Yeah I know your Mom. Very well.'' Andy brushed down her hair, looking down at her clothes. A tank top and cargo pants, outside it was hot and humid and 95 degrees. It would have to do, Andy didn't work for her anymore, not in years. So it was Miranda. Miranda Priestly did not affect her.

''You do? How?'' Car looked intrigued at her breakfast companion.

''Miranda and I go back.'' Andy vaguely supplied.

'' Did you work for her or something?''

Andy sighed and nodded her head at Caroline Priestly. ''Yeah I worked for her once. As her assistant.''

Caroline Priestly looked sympathetic at Andy. ''I am so sorry. Mom can be very…she's not like that now, wait she's not the one you told me about during dessert? Is she? My Mom is her.'' Car pondered this. Smiling at Andy.

''Nooo.'' Andy lied but saw Car figured it out. Screw Priestly perception.

Car opened the door to Miranda standing there.

''Caroline you're leaving. Go down to Roy. You. I want to speak with you right now. Andréa.''

Car kissed Andy's cheek. ''Thank you for last night. I'll call you later.''

Miranda's cold blue eyes narrowed on Sachs. ''No you will not Caroline. Go to the car. Now.''

Andy took it back, Miranda Priestly in every way she'd tried to get over her in these last eight years, did make Andy react and respond starting with saying her name like that.

Miranda stepped inside Andy's place.